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Will there still be a miracle?

Therefore, a junior that he could see in his eyes was definitely extraordinary, and to be personally comforted by this person in front of him showed how lucky she was.

"Right now, there are a few extraordinary younger generation members in the Barren Kingdom. In time, they might become a disaster." Qin Honglong continued.

"Forget it, there is nothing to worry about. When the time comes, if the Golden Winged Roc s make their move, that fellow is not someone to be trifled with. With the Devil God out, and the nine Divine Thunder Cauldron s in the hands of the Devil Cult, no one can stop them.

The middle-aged man indifferently said. He suddenly paused, and his unmoving gaze revealed some ripples as he said: "Strictly speaking, those people with Devil Cult will not let that Du Family go, nor will they let anyone who possesses Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines go."

"What exactly happened back then? The Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines in my Du Family is not simple, why didn't it leave my name back then?" Qin Honglong was very curious, the Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines was not simple, a Du Family capable of possessing such a level of cultivation had suddenly appeared, and in the catastrophe that occurred in the ancient times, there was no Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines left behind its name.

However, Qin Honglong was very sure that the Du Family in which one possessed such a level of Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines definitely did not have a simple origin.

"Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines!"

The middle-aged man sighed lightly, then said: "The little girl has awakened the Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines, so don't make her unhappy again. Don't touch that so called Barren Kingdom again, I need to go into closed-door training for a period of time, and then try to contact the main clan again."

"After so many years, our main clan has never been in contact with us. Are we still able to contact our main clan?"

Qin Honglong's face was filled with worry, and said: "If we are unable to contact the main clan, we might not be able to get away with it."

"Back then, when this world was sealed by the combined power of the Dragon God and the others, if someone from the main clan wanted to contact them, they probably wouldn't be able to do so either."

When the middle aged man said that, he raised his hand and waved it, signalling Qin Honglong to leave.

The Yin Yang family.

On the peak of the mountain, the moonlight shone down like a gentle moon.

The long skirt of the Moon Saint's beautiful figure fluttered and moonlight enveloped her body, adding to her mysteriousness. Her face was pale white, but her entire body was covered in a hazy glow.

"I don't know what the future holds, but I'm still lost."

Moon Saint pinched his fingers, his eyes were like stars, sparkling with starlight, his expression was grave, and a faint trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"I believe that all three thousand Greater Thousand Worlds will have their own arrangements."

In front of the Moon Saint, an aged figure gazed deep into the sky and spoke with a calm voice. "The great calamity of this world is about to descend upon me. I need to go into seclusion for a period of time, then I will attempt to contact my main clan."

Famous.

The majestic mountain was magnificent, and the pavilions and palaces were dazzling.

"That old tree is still alive. This is a huge problem, the Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines has awakened. This time is not normal, I will go into closed-door training to recover and contact my main clan as soon as possible." An old man spoke up from within an ancient, blazing cave.

"Yes" Su Sanyan left.

"That Alien Dragon, her origins are mysterious. The appearance of the Thunderbolt Martial Bloodlines seems to be a trump card laid down by that person. I need to go into closed door cultivation to recover for a period of time."

Someone from the Dragon Clan spoke.

Beast Domain, Golden Winged Roc Race.

"I've already searched the entire area and found nothing. If I don't deserve to die, I won't. I'll just wait and see!" An overbearing old man spoke, his golden eyes profound.

With the birth of the Heaven Demon Battlefield, the arrival of the Devil God s, and the rise of the Three Continents in the Nine Prefectures, everyone was panic-stricken.

However, it was a complete silence among the nine great clans, Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan and other major forces. There was no news about any of this being spread, nor were there any offspring that had appeared.

Shang State, Albizia Sect.

Dusk. The palace courtyard. The majestic mountain peaks. They were dyed gold by the multicolored light. Clouds and mist floated about, as if they were suffused with fiery light.

Under the illumination of the sunset, Su Muxin's hair scattered all over the place and her beautiful face that was enough to captivate any living being was extremely beautiful. However, at this moment, her face was creased in a frown and her eyes dimmed.

"It looks like you're really in love with him."

The voice came out, and the one who came was an extremely beautiful woman, but she looked extremely young, covered in a thin layer of makeup, and her eyes were filled with spring intent. It was Tang Meiling.

"He's a Supervisor of my Albizia Sect, it's only right for me to worry!" Su Muxin opened her mouth and bit her lips.

"I didn't say who it was. You're just admitting defeat."

Tang Meiling laughed, and stood at the same time as Su Muxin, looking at Su Muxin, those eyes that seemed to be filled with tears and joy, were enough to make any man under the heavens be tempted. Then, the black eyebrow knitted its eyebrows, and said to Su Muxin: "That fellow has escaped calamity countless times, he might also come out unscathed this time."

"Is there really a miracle?"

Su Muxin looked far into the distance, his eyes downcast. After he finished speaking, he slowly left, a flash of sadness in his eyes that was hard to fathom.

In the ancient space, the cliffs were precipitous, and the trees were lush.

In the mountains, there were winding rivers. On both sides of the mountains, there was a deep blue color.

A few old buildings covered it. It was not a spectacular sight, but it was simple and deep.

"Master, is he really dead? Quickly think of a way to save him."

Inside the stone room, on Ouyang Shuang's exceptional face, her tears fell uncontrollably, looking extremely sorrowful.

"Too late, everything is too late!" Old Lunatic's hair was in disarray, and his eyes were as deep as the sea. He shook his head repeatedly, his face pale.

"Master, your cultivation level is sky-high, you must have a way." Ouyang Shuang pleaded nonstop, nonstop shaking Old Lunatic's arm.

"The bones and primordial spirits have been destroyed. How can we save them? The Dragon God and the three thousand Great Worlds have come, there's no other way …" The Old Lunatic said as he shook his head.

Firmiana Mountain, Phoenix Clan.

In the ancient land, Flame Firmiana covered the sky and blotted out the sun. From afar, it looked like an endless sea of fire.

The vast ancient buildings stood tall in the mountains, suffused with the mottled traces of ancient times.

"I want revenge, I want to cultivate well, I want to kill Devil God to avenge father!"

On Du Xiaohuang's little head, his eyes were blazing with green light.

"Little girl, don't be sad. Perhaps there will be a miracle."

The voice was like a celestial sound as Zi Xuan stood behind Du Xiaohuang. She was dressed in purple, her figure depicting a seductive and alluring appearance, her eyes fluctuating and blurry. Her red lips slightly parted as she muttered to herself, "Back then, he was even able to live.

The continuous mountain range was filled with dense mist.

This was a mysterious hidden world, and extraordinary spirit medicines were spread everywhere within the multicolored light. The Energy of Heaven and Earth s were astonishing.

The peak of the mountain. An ancient courtyard.

"Master, is Brother Shaofu really dead? Do you have a way to save Brother Shaofu?!"

Dai Xingyu cried, her eyes that were originally filled with smoke, suddenly filled with sorrow and gloom.

A girl dressed in green stood behind him. Her clear and bright eyes contained a faint Cyan Light and her long eyelashes slightly bent. Her fair and flawless skin revealed a faint red powder.0

"There's no way around it. If the Devil God were to kill someone, not to mention their bones and primordial spirit being destroyed, even if they stayed, no one would be able to save them."

In front of Dai Xingyu, a beautiful woman dressed in plain clothes spoke. Her plain palace dress gave off a clean and elegant feeling, giving off a noble aura, but at the moment, her face was also pale white.

"That won't happen, Brother Shaofu definitely won't die, Brother Shaofu is so good, god definitely won't let him die." Dai Xingyu cried until tears streamed down her face.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, a melodious sound of a zither was heard. At the beginning, it was fresh and smooth and had an endless amount of charm. Listening carefully, it seemed to carry a wave of magic that caused one to gradually become intoxicated.

"Illusionary world is vast and endless. Encountering one another in such a short period of time, I will never forget it for the rest of my life …"

A smile at the beginning of summer, so what if they didn't know each other?!]

That year, it was drizzling, and the zither melody continued to pour down the lotus pond. "

Amidst the zither music, the song was melodious and moving, "Since there's no such thing as fate, why do I need to swear?

Everything that had happened today was like water without a trace …

The sky was still cold, the water still cold, the guzheng singing softly in his dreams. The buildings, mountains, and mountains had yet to be returned. Looking back, the word 'geese' had long been forgotten, and the guqin owner's tears filled his shirt.

"Tomorrow or New Year's Eve, the path has been parted from the others, everyone has been separated, but today is not the same. Autumn is the same, and people are thin."

The song of the kite was like the music of heaven. At first, it was charming and moving, but later it was gentle and bitter. In the end, it caused people to feel heartbroken for no reason.

Even the beautiful woman dressed in plain clothes, Dai Xingyu and Xiao Qing were intoxicated by it, unable to recollect themselves for a long time.

"It's aunt playing the zither." A moment later, Dai Xingyu opened his mouth, and his eyes rippled.

"The great calamity is approaching, and the world is about to fall into chaos. Cultivate well, and I need some time in seclusion."

The beautiful woman regained her senses and looked at Dai Xingyu's voice. Then, her body that was seated cross-legged disappeared in a strange manner.

The quiet, deep valley. An ancient courtyard. The surroundings were shrouded in clouds and mist.

There was someone sitting atop the pavilion, and the zither before him was finally calm.

From afar, within the hazy smoke, a graceful woman could be seen.

After a moment, the woman rose to her feet. She was as graceful and tender as a willow, with an aura of antiquity. She was as beautiful as a fairy from a painting.

"Awoo!"

He did not know where in this world this place was, but the terrifying aura gave off a feeling of desolation and destruction from the depths of one's soul, faintly emitting the wails of ghosts and gods.

The mountains were vast, but the demonic energy was drifting about in the air.

"Congratulations Devil God, congratulations to Devil God. In the future, there will be no one in this world who can stop us!"

His voice reverberated through the air and the demonic aura overflowed into the sky. Dozens of people stood respectfully in the depths of the large dark hall.

The Nine s, the Five Great Lei Envoys, the Devil Rakshasa, Jialou Jueming, Mo Lingzi and the others were among them.

Inside the hall, a demonic shadow was inscribed. There was no figure on the back chair, but a black demonic aura slowly suffused the air, completely devoid of any life.

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